But I'll just leave you with this...

New Girl and I were in the back of a car that also held Canned Ham and our 'Business Manager' at work. Canned Ham and 'BM' were in the front chatting about places they'd like to travel.

"I want to do Rome."
"Yes, I'd like to do that and I want to do the Grand Canyon."
"I've done the Grand Canyon but I really, really want to do Alaska."

I couldn't help myself. I leaned over and said to New Girl, "I just want to do Dallas."

I think my resolution for 2008 should be to inject some dignity into my life.

Okay, So I Do Really Have a Resolution

And that is next Christmas - this Christmas? - to take more photos of paedophile Santas. You know the ones I mean: the big dummies stuck outside shops and stores everywhere that are supposed to look hearty & welcoming but instead look like leering kiddie-fiddlers, one eye permanently half-shut in a monsterish wink and both orbs seemingly encrusted with something disgusting that can only be acquired through a life of leching on to the under-aged.

I see them everywhere. Don't you?

No wonder kids scream when they're expected to sit on Father Christmas's knee. They're much more perceptive than you think. Kids, hey?!